Nothing has changed since then,
the day you departed,
away from this fedora of your dream;
many a maiden garden beset ere thine eye,
of unaltered love to heaven-ward bent,
this world that by looks more bright
than e'ery falling star in winter cold:
uneclipsed of eyes such darling insights,
that to my mind still of another rent,
through e'ery pouring shadow, I behold! I behold!
(C) Naveed Khalid
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Date Created: Thursday, July 31,2014 9: 45: 10 PM
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